AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A BOOK-Junior English Essays-School Essays Collection

AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A BOOK

I am old now. My ears are drooping. However I have a nice resting place in a clean rack in the drawing room of a rich man.

When I was born, I was tied in a bundle along with many other books and loaded into a van which took us to a book shop.

I stayed there for a month. Then a young man bought me. He took me to his house and kept me as his prized possession. I kept him company for many years. In my company he never felt lonely.

I remained in his house for many years. Then one day when he had a shortage of money, he sold me to a second-hand book dealer. Here I had to share my resting room with many old books. I felt very bored.

Then a rich man came and purchased me. He had a great respect for all books. He took me to his house and kept me in his drawing room.